Mon amant de Saint-Jean [English translation]

I don't know why I went

to the dance in Saint-Jean,

but a single kiss was enough

to ensnare my heart.

(chorus : )

How would have I kept my wits

enfolded in such bold arms,

since loving words are always believed

when the eyes do the talking.

And I loved him so

for me he was the most handsome in Saint-Jean,

I was exhilarated,

easily led

by his kisses.

Without a second thought I surrendered to him

the best of me.

Each time he lied so smoothly,

I knew it, but I loved him.

(chorus)

But alas, in Saint-Jean as everywhere else

a troth is but a lure.

I was a fool to believe in happiness

and try to stay in his heart.

How would have I kept my wits

enfolded in such bold arms

since loving words are always believed

when the eyes do the talking.

And I loved him so

My sweet love, my lover from Saint-Jean,

his love is gone,

it's all over,

enough said. (x2)